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RUNCIBLE SPOONS & OTHER CUTTING EDGE ISSUES
In December 2012 I blogged about the spoon poems in Richie McCaffery's Spinning Plates. Lovely work. Richie is a collector of old things, notably spoons and books. I've been a bit of a collector of both too. In the end I had to stop. I developed ambitions to possess cutlery far beyond my means.
Writing that blog back in 2012, I also popped in a poem by Hilary Menos. And now things have come full circle, because it happens to be in a whole pamphlet: Fear of Forks.
So it seems cutlery poems appeal to me a lot. You don't get many of them on Ebay, and Hilary has written more than any other poet I know. They needed collecting, and cherishing.
It strikes me that quite a number of poets may be inspired by cutlery. Michael Laskey and D A Prince have unforgettable poems featuring a particular kitchen knife. Maybe more of you have cutlery poems somewhere in your store? Tableware is so familiar, and still valuable. Something useful that's also beautiful. Or something beautiful because it's useful.
I have a little silver fork that was given to me as a baby, a christening present. It has a space where my initials should have gone but they never did. My sister had one too. Where did hers go? Who will want mine when I'm gone?
We have a launch event coming up shortly, where I'm going to discuss The Friday Poem ezine with Hilary and her husband Andy. We'll also speak about cutlery and, of course, cutlery poems. Cutting edge poetry.
Do register and come if you can. I promise an interesting discussion. That's 6.30 pm (London time) Tuesday 20th September in the year the Queen died: 2022.
Here's the link for registration (you have to register in order to come): https://us02web.zoom.us/webinar/register/WN_fl3x2aIXTn-yrjmllb3wPw
And do post any spoon (or cutlery) poem below, if you have a short-ish one you're prepared to share.
The fork without my initials, and some shortbread I made last night.